Where do you stand in the raging indie/Indian turf wars? (Oh, you hadn’t heard about that?)
Holy crap, and now my browser is telling me jorts is not an acceptable word. TECHNOLOGY IS FAILING US AT EVERY TURN!!!!
[via xtine]
“We only sell them.” But seriously, why is it so difficult to find a place to live in this city that allows you to have loveable, furry pets? Is the chance that Rover might drop a deuce on the carpet so great that landlords just don’t want to deal with them? Isn’t that what security deposits are for?
I’ve got an empty room in my place, a glorious 28×14 uber room, but all of my friends who have expressed interest are saddled with felines and sadly that’s a no-no according to my landlord. Attempts to negotiate a “pet deposit” have also gotten nowhere.
For that matter, I want a cat myself to love and cuddle! I’m missing out on a lot of mutual affection here! I suppose you could always go rogue and just get one anyway, but that seems like quite the risk.
What is the deal with landlords and pets?
Airfix Kits rule. Watch and learn:
Maus Haus rules too. They’re playing at the Knockout tonight, and here they are performing in the girls’ bathroom there:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvrIE77fAM4
(I’m going to the Dukes of Hamburg show though.)
This just in from blues/ragtime guitar genius and national treasure Craig Ventresco:
Bring your own laptop to join in the fun. Or, if you wanna watch the music, you will not be disappointed. Craig plays every Saturday from 4-6pm at Atlas Cafe and you might recognize his music in the movie Crumb, by Terry Zwigoff.
I don’t know about you, but my last supper will definitely be pizza with homies:
If you want to see this diorama in person (and who wouldn’t?), stop by Escape From NY Pizza on 22nd and Bartlett.
P.S. Can someone do one with M.U.S.C.L.E. figures next?